Sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Couch oh couch!

Enjoying a very chill evening on my very own couch in my very own home, feels kind of nice. Had a good start to the day as I could sleep in before heading downstairs for breakfast. Didn’t eat that much though after yesterdays food feast.

After a few hours of grown-up talk there was more fantabolus lunch. I wanna move in to this place…

Finishing of the day with candy and more grown-up talk I wasn’t in the slightest mood to sort out dinner in the evening so I went down to the corner and had someone serve me food, grilled prawns with salsa and bread…

Then it was home to the couch where I’m still sitting and just enjoying the fact that I’m home, trying to ignore the fact that I have three busy days ahead of me before getting on another plane (pleasure this time, not work) on Friday.